C8 For Heaven!!!

"Shit... let the feast begin!"

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"I've lost time."

After the center blew up, the sapphires stopped orbiting so I don't have anything to judge the passage of time.

I have absorbed the centerpiece completely and it was… chaotic… to say the least.

The memories themselves weren't any worse than before. Some of them could even be considered good, like the normal life of an angel doing… angel stuff.

But what made it so hard to get through was that they were sporadic.

'One moment I would be getting tortured by Mephisto, then I would do paperwork in Heaven, then hunt "sin" through a host, and then lead a legion of angels against a horde of demons.'

And it switches over and over every few seconds.

"Ah fuck, I did it again…"

For a long time, the constant switching would break me out of the third person and I would end up thinking they were MY memories until they finished.

I eventually was able to prevent that.

'But sometimes it still shows.'

They were harder to go through than the chunks I blew off the first time too. If I had to guess, Zadkiel probably did something to fuck with me since he knew he would lose...

But all in all, I am doing pretty well.

I am about a tenth the size of OG Zadkiel from before he was taken by Mephisto, which makes me about a quarter the size of the centerpiece when I first got here.

And I've just been chillin' after I finished the center so I can organize all the memories.

It's a shame though. I found most of the memories aren't that useful unless it has something to do with Hellfire.

So anything to do with the actual power structure of the universe is still unknown to me.

"I don't know the power level of this au, or if there are mutants, or even if the cosmic entities exist here."

*Sigh*

I plan on taking advantage of the time freeze to go through all of my closet and completely digest it, but I won't know what to work on if I don't know what is out there.

So I will also consume all the sapphires except one the size of a pebble, and hope they hold the useful memories and weren't just lost completely.

"Thankfully the trial isn't considered complete until all the pieces are absorbed.

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"This is WAY easier!"

The sapphires are much easier to absorb.

They have a lot more memories but none of them are torture, the worst ones were getting injured in battle against demons and fighting against Lucifer when he rebelled.

I only have the biggest sapphire left. Plus the small one, but that is for when I am ready to leave.

"Here I go!"

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In an ornate office sat a black-haired man doing paperwork.

The only peculiarity was that the paper was golden… the desk was also gold… and the walls, the floor, the ceiling, and even the windows were somehow golden as well.

And the robe the man wore was also… golden.

The only thing not golden was the giant pair of white wings on his back.

*Sigh*

"If it weren't for the words I wouldn't even be able to see the paper, it just blends right in…"

"I wouldn't even be able to tell if there was a blank piece of paper on my desk without using my powers!"

Before the man could rant any further someone knocked on his door.

*Knock* *Knock*

Regaining his composure he replied.

"Come in."

Another man with blond hair, but noticeably smaller wings, came in with a handful of golden documents.

"Archangel Zadkiel, these are the latest reports out of Egypt. Apparently, a superpowered warlord is rampaging around. The source of his power has not been determined thus far."

The man finished giving the summary and then stood at the side waiting for further instruction.

"You may go. I will handle this personally."

With that, the man left, closing the door once again.

*Sigh*

"After Lucifer rebelled, it's like everything has been getting more hectic down on Earth."

"I suppose it would be nice to stretch my legs a bit..."

Zadkiel stood up and walked over to a mannequin with… golden armor displayed…

"It's not like I've had much chance to do fieldwork after my promotion to Vice Chief."

Donning the armor and giving his sword a twirl, he turned around and walk towards a balcony, and walked off the edge.

When he was about to hit the golden brick road he unfurled his wings and coasted away from Heaven where a golden portal had opened, which he flew into.

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"Well… it's not demonic in origin."

A voice rang, seemingly coming from no one.

"But he certainly isn't normal, even at first glance you can tell. He's bigger than any human, has grey skin, no hair, and strange lips… that and he's building a pyramid with telekinesis."

The voice continued, coming from just above a sand dune. Though if someone were to look down they would see footprints.

"Superpowered humans aren't a new occurrence ever since 'they' came, but his power isn't what's concerning. It's what he's wearing and what's inside the pyramid…"

'It's Celestial.'

"And he doesn't look like the peaceful type. More like the 'worship me as your god' type."

'If the Celestials are planning something again it could be very bad.'

"I must inform His Holiness immediately."

The voice then disappeared accompanied by the sound of a portal shortly after.

The grey person was left none the wiser that the second strongest angel in heaven was just staring down his back.

Good for him it was the Archangel of Mercy who liked being absolutely sure before he acted and not another, more hotblooded, archangel…

--- [A/N: What would an angel even address God as?]

Teleporting back to Heaven I immediately when towards God's residence.

Standing in front of the largest 'golden' doors in Heaven, beside the front gate, I immediately pushed them open.

'As the Vice Cheif of all angels, I can have an audience with Him at any time as long as it's important.'

I walked into the largest 'golden' room of Heaven, the throne room, where the largest 'golden' chair in Heaven also belonged, the throne, and where God already sat.

'Since he knew I was coming the moment I touched the doors.'

"Something urgent?"

"Yes, your Holiness," I answered as I kneeled in front of the throne.

"Rise and tell me what's happened."

I arose and said. "Reports of a superpowered individual rampaging on Earth were received. I personally went to observe and found that it was a human similar to the other… mutants… that started to pop after 'they' came."

After I mentioned 'them', God became much more attentive and in His eyes, I could see a little… craze?

Shaking off my thoughts I continued. "While the individual's current strength is nothing to fear, what brought alarm was not himself but what he had in his possession. He had items that originated with 'them', the Celestials."

At this moment God stood up and started pacing in front of his throne while mumbling something.

"If that wasn't enough cause for alarm, I could also tell he knew how to use them quite well and possibly even make them. As his armor was made with Celestial Technology and it was tailor-made for him."

I noticed He became even more erratic after I said that but I still continued.

"Given that he is so skillful, it can't be ignored that he may have direct contact with them or something that could teach him."

When I finished my report God nearly became manic… but that isn't possible, he must just be thinking hard to understand the Celestial's goal.

"Those heathens!"

I was a bit started by God's shout.

"First they came and messed with my creations giving them mutations, they even made some of them look like those damn demons or look like my other toys, the angels!"

I was shocked. 'God just swore and… we are… toys…'

"If I wanted humans to have powers I would have made them that way! If I wanted more demons and angels I would have made more!"

'God can make demons? Is that why Lucifer..?'

"They are my creations, my things, MY TOYS! MINE! They are supposed to be how I make them! They are mine to do with as I will and no one else is allowed to play with them!"

God kept yelling but I couldn't hear him.

'We are just... playthings... to him?'

'I've lived for more than a million years and this whole time I thought I belonged to something greater, that I have a purpose and meaning to my life…'

'I'm supposed to be… but I'm just… were all just… toys?'

"No… no… that can't be…" I say with tears gushing from my eyes and wings drooped lower than ever, even after Lucifer's rebellion.

'To live so long under a lie…' I then sank to the ground completely numb.

At this point, I was completely lost.

God had also stopped ranting when he realized I heard him say everything.

If I hadn't already fallen to the lowest point in my life then I did when he looked at me… I saw… I saw on his face the same look I have seen thousands of times when a demon tortures its prey.

That smile and those eyes filled with venom.

"You weren't supposed to hear that~."

His voice, instead of bringing strength and joy like it used to, only brought a shiver down my spine.

"What to do? I can't have you go and tell all my other toys… That would ruin all my fun~."

He then walked closer to me.

"Ah, I know just what to do. Hehehe~."

Nearing me, He reached behind my back grabbing the base of my wings, and pulled.

My eyes widened when I realized what he was going to do but before I could do anything all I felt was pain. Pain so great it completely dwarfed anything I had felt in the past million years.

"NnaAARGH!!!"

"Ahhh, music to my ears."

To an angel, their wings are no different than their arms.

When they are removed, it greatly diminishes an angel's ability to use their powers since the wings are made specifically for that.

Flying is just their secondary purpose.

My scream seemed to have made God snap out of his sadistic episode and he looked to be in thought.

"Hmm. I think I forgot to take my Dilithium today…"

"Oh well. I still have to take 'care' of you though. But I won't kill you since you've been such a loyal 'toy' up till now."

He stood in thought for a moment as I barely held onto consciousness.

A smile appeared on His lips. "I have just the idea."

He came to my front as a portal appeared behind me.

And then gave me a kick to the chest, making me fall in…

//Note//

Fuck! I was so tempted to say God straight up Sparta kicked his ass into the portal!

"For Sparta!" *Cough* "For Heaven!!!"

-

I changed some things around for Yahweh since in Marvel he is pretty much just a comedic character.

Now he is at the same level as Odin, but unlike Odin, he specializes in life instead of runes/magic.

Also, there is no UR&D in this fic. But Yahweh still has tripolar disorder… obviously.

P.S.

If you happen to be confused about Yahweh, then don't look him up on Marvel Fandom because you will just get more confused… I tried and ended up just saying fuck it all and turned him into a bigger nutcase than he already was.

P.S.S.

Shoutout to Daoist920010 for giving me a good idea.